File Under: Stuff You Might Not Notice

It's barely spring in the North Country. The grass is green, but the leaves are just getting started. 

Amid a chorus of birdsong (geese, owls, phoebes, chickadees, redwing blackbirds, robins, ravens, marsh-hawk, finches), the porcupine in the tree might have been making a noise. But we didn't hear it. 

Instead, Jeff looked over and there was the porcupine, looking like a sloth, a marmoset, a bundle of sharp-ended straws, a tiny silver-tipped bear. Dozing in the sunshine, evidently not bothered by us.

I'll be taking a break from the blog, scouting for cool stuff in the woods. Back soon.